First Person Poems - Poems about First Person

I, the holy spirit, sat on my branch to watch my seed of light This song came from me, and I made breath for my seed to eat I fluttered to where they now live, which is...Read the rest...

The air smell cloudy, With a hint of rain. Come all this way by trustin’ In a thin white cane. If a wink is as good as a nod, What’s a brotha ta do? Should Jesus...Read the rest...

First-Person Personal By Sy Roth Here adrift wrapped in a coat of heebeejeebies Fearful of using the first-person personal Masking it instead by holograms of itself, Playful non-entities cavorting among the semi-living. Used to squirrel the words away like nuts now...Read the rest...

Written In First Person By: Tom Wright Feb. 5, 1998 Filled with joy, you heart won't be, until surrendering your life to me. a gift was I to all mankind, I healed the Leper and the Blind. The lame I made to...Read the rest...

The first derriere shot, that killed everyone’s appetite, came from a second-rate, light tipping looter A no-class hothead bum, who had bun fiddy no-good burger burglar instincts Amateur night out introduced a new bottom bang-bang beatnik on the back end drum...Read the rest...

I'M A PACIFIST AND WILL KILL THE FIRST PERSON WHO SAYS I'M NOT The moon was in the center of the sky when I heard her scream so she...Read the rest...